Sing lullaby!
Lullaby baby, now reclining, sing lullaby!
Hush, do not wake the Infant King.
Angels are watching, stars are shining
Over the place where he is lying:
Sing lullaby!
Sing lullaby!
Lullaby baby, now a sleeping, sing lullaby!
Hush do not wake the Infant King.
Soon will come sorrow with the morning,
Soon will come bitter grief and weeping:
Sing lullaby!
Sing lullaby!
Lullaby baby, now a dozing, sing lullaby!
Hush do not wake the Infant King.
Soon comes the cross, the nails, the piercing,
Then in the grave at last reposing:
Sing lullaby!
Sing lullaby!
Lullaby! is the babe a waking? sing lullaby!
Hush, do not stir the Infant King.
Dreaming of Easter, gladsome morning,
Conquering Death, its bondage breaking:
Sing lullaby!
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